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holyrood
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Just a vent.
This was said in the sermon tonight. It’s such a common thing to say, and the implication is…what? That if a relationship is broken it’s never the fault of the person who did something bad, but the fault of the person ‘hanging onto it.’
But moreso…it totally ignores that *very *often, a relationship is not broken because of past hurts, but because of ongoing abuse.
Touchy subject for me, as I have finally separated myself from my family after it became obvious that the abuses would continue forever. Believe me, I have continually forgiven, let things roll off my back, been ready to assume the best, try again, and let bygones be bygones. It was only after my dad stood in my kitchen and made it absolutely clear what he thinks of me and that these things would continue to happen, that I finally walked away. I feel I became a better mother, more at peace, and my entire view of God changed and I was able for the first time in 40 years to see Him as a God of love, rather than a God lying in wait to trap me.
Sometimes, relationships CANNOT be healed because one party refuses to stop their toxic, abusive, harmful behavior. Yes, I know sometimes people really are hanging onto resentments over things that happened once, by accident, or whatever. But for those of us who have been all but forced to separate ourselves for the sake of our mental health, to hear things like this just feels like another slap in the face, and I can only imagine my parents sitting in the pew nodding and thinking they hope I hear the sermon and get my act together.
This was said in the sermon tonight. It’s such a common thing to say, and the implication is…what? That if a relationship is broken it’s never the fault of the person who did something bad, but the fault of the person ‘hanging onto it.’
But moreso…it totally ignores that *very *often, a relationship is not broken because of past hurts, but because of ongoing abuse.
Touchy subject for me, as I have finally separated myself from my family after it became obvious that the abuses would continue forever. Believe me, I have continually forgiven, let things roll off my back, been ready to assume the best, try again, and let bygones be bygones. It was only after my dad stood in my kitchen and made it absolutely clear what he thinks of me and that these things would continue to happen, that I finally walked away. I feel I became a better mother, more at peace, and my entire view of God changed and I was able for the first time in 40 years to see Him as a God of love, rather than a God lying in wait to trap me.
Sometimes, relationships CANNOT be healed because one party refuses to stop their toxic, abusive, harmful behavior. Yes, I know sometimes people really are hanging onto resentments over things that happened once, by accident, or whatever. But for those of us who have been all but forced to separate ourselves for the sake of our mental health, to hear things like this just feels like another slap in the face, and I can only imagine my parents sitting in the pew nodding and thinking they hope I hear the sermon and get my act together.